Soar Like An Eagle

ZURICH, Switzerland ----- I once thought a broken heart was excruciatingly devastating, not until I came face-to-face with a grief of a dead dream. There was nothing painful as letting go what my heart has unceasingly desired for.

A friend once told that eagles, once weak and sick, hide at far away cliffs and caves. They take out their old and torn-out feathers, piece by piece, until they become bald. They patiently wait until new feathers grow. Once renewed and rejuvenated, they come out from their hiding place stronger and much wiser.

Eagles are wonder creatures to behold. They soar high towards the sun. They ride stormy winds to propel them out. They stay focused and unperturbed. The sun is their life goal. It makes them fulfilled, joyful and at peace. 

God likens us to eagles in Isaiah 40:31, “Those who trust in the Lord for help will find their strength renewed. They will rise on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not grow weak.” Though painfully difficult, I take a restful reprieve. Someday soon, I will soar high again like an eagle.